I have to say something about myself. Sometimes it is hard to introduce yourself because you know yourself so well that you do not know where to start with. Let me try to introduce myself.
My name is Norfariha bt Abdul Samad..
My name is Norfariha bt Abdul Samad..
My member like to call me as Fariha, Far, Fa or something like that (◕‿◕✿).
There are many things I like to do, to see, and to experience. I like to read, I like to write, I like to dream, I like to talk, I like to listen, I like to walk, I like to see the sunrise in the morning, I like to see the moonlight at night, I like to feel the music flowing on my face.
There are many things I like to do, to see, and to experience. I like to read, I like to write, I like to dream, I like to talk, I like to listen, I like to walk, I like to see the sunrise in the morning, I like to see the moonlight at night, I like to feel the music flowing on my face.
I live at Kg Serom 4, Sg Mati, Ledang, Johor.
My secondary school at SMK Tengku Mahmud Iskandar and then
further my study at Matriculation Negeri Sembilan College from Mei 2009 until April 2010.
Now still continued my study at UiTM Bandaraya Melaka from Jun 2010.
thit is me ;)
laila n me ஜ۩۞۩ஜ
Poetry of Life
The Anxiety of the Unknown
Lying awake in the middle of the night
when the world is almost dead
with the rain drops dripping one by one
it feels as if the sky is raining my tears;
fear, that’s what keeping me awake,
as i close my eyes and try to slam it shut,
it begins to creep and crawl all over my senses,
starting with the most obvious and
branching out to all corners of the mind;
why? what? how? so many questions,
yet very few answers, as the mind
spins its intricate web over my confidence,
leaving me high and dry, gasping for breath
and keeping me wide awake;
as i lay on my back with my
hands under my head,
staring at the darkened ceiling,
uncertain and confused;
it was not supposed to be like this,
no one mentioned a word about this,
staring vacantly at the darkened ceiling,
i could not sleep;
trying not to lose myself,
my mind keeps thinking about
the if’s and the probabilities,
without a care about the present;
and in the end, it was all a little too much to take,
as the fear of the unknown surround me from all sides,
and darkness creeping its way up slowly and steadily,
the nightmares loom larger and bigger,
blurring everything else before i collapsed into a restless sleep.
WRITTEN BY:Praveen
when the world is almost dead
with the rain drops dripping one by one
it feels as if the sky is raining my tears;
fear, that’s what keeping me awake,
as i close my eyes and try to slam it shut,
it begins to creep and crawl all over my senses,
starting with the most obvious and
branching out to all corners of the mind;
why? what? how? so many questions,
yet very few answers, as the mind
spins its intricate web over my confidence,
leaving me high and dry, gasping for breath
and keeping me wide awake;
as i lay on my back with my
hands under my head,
staring at the darkened ceiling,
uncertain and confused;
it was not supposed to be like this,
no one mentioned a word about this,
staring vacantly at the darkened ceiling,
i could not sleep;
trying not to lose myself,
my mind keeps thinking about
the if’s and the probabilities,
without a care about the present;
and in the end, it was all a little too much to take,
as the fear of the unknown surround me from all sides,
and darkness creeping its way up slowly and steadily,
the nightmares loom larger and bigger,
blurring everything else before i collapsed into a restless sleep.
WRITTEN BY:Praveen
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